DNArk Angels
Authors: NoDrog(s) and LoveRobin
Kim Possible, Bonnie Rockwaller, and other characters are property of Disney and used without permission for non-profit, entertainment reasons only. Sonya Hopper/S1Y-a and Xena Chinette/X3N-a are original characters and may be used freely as long as you include a ref to this story in the credits. Other material such as Tucker's Flour Power Day Care is used for parody/homage only, without permission, and remains the property of the original owners. Story features lesbian relationships and may not be suitable for young readers. Please do not read if you find that offensive or are under-age. PLEASE DON'T SUE.
AN: You will find this posted on both NoDrog's and Love Robin's pages. While there check out their other stories too!
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Chapter 4: Angels in Training
The next morning found the early sunlight streaming through the master bedroom windows like one of Drakken's death rays. Blinking her eyes against it, Kim briefly found herself wishing it was a death ray. Those she knew how to deal with. As she grew aware of her surroundings… morning, lighthouse, filmy nightclothes… the last thing to register was that she was not alone in the bed. After a lifetime of sleeping alone in her own bed at home, and a week on an uncomfortable cot as she cleaned and set up furnishings as they were delivered, she was surprised at exactly how comfortable… and nice… it was to be laying next to someone.
No, more than just next to, she realized. For Bonnie was laying on her back, Kim's head cushioned on the girl's ample breasts, their limbs intertwined like lovers. The redhead recalled the few times she had seen her parents so, hints of smiles upon their faces though soundly asleep. Kim remembered wondering how anyone could get any rest so crowded, but now she understood.
Looking at her – former – rival and tormentor since middle school, Bonnie's face peaceful in slumbering repose, Kim was struck with how pretty the brunette was… What am I thinking?
Still, since it was so early, and Kim saw no way to extricate herself from the tangle what was her and Bonnie without waking the girl, she laid her head back, unconsciously snuggling closer against the other and closing her eyes. Kim smiled as, without waking, Bonnie pulled her tighter. Kim's last thought as she fell back under was, She's not so bad when she's asleep… .
* * *
Later that morning, after a hearty breakfast that surprisingly Bonnie insisted on fixing herself, Kim knelt on their secluded stretch of beach, in front of Sonya and Xena. All three were dressed in shorts and t-shirts. Bonnie was laying on a large towel spread out on the beach, dressed in a flattering black bikini.
"This is called a sand castle," said Kim, slowly, gesturing at the castle she sculpted. "You see? Let's pretend this is the door… ."
"It would make more tactical sense to put the door here," said Xena, pointing. "There, someone could sneak up along that patch of seaweed without being seen."
"This is just pretend," said Kim.
"Oh, are we going to pretend to plan an assault on the castle?" asked Sonya.
"I never though how much trouble it must have been for our moms to deprogram us," said Kim.
"It didn't take in you," said Bonnie. "That's why you went out trying to save the world, and probably what got us into all this trouble."
"Is everything going to be my fault?" Kim asked.
Bonnie pulled her sunglasses down just enough to peer at Kim over the tops. She grinned, "Always has been, always will be. Until you're an old and gray 'Kitty'."
"We're," Kim said with a gesture indicating them both. "You mean until we're old and gray."
Bonnie pushed the shades back in place and laid back smugly. "I'll never get older Kit-Kat, I'll only get better."
"I can't believe I walked into that one," Kim growled briefly, turning back to the girls. "Okay, forget the castle." She picked up a plastic flying ring, "This is called an Aerobie… ."
As Kim demonstrated how it worked, Xena's face lit up with unabashed excitement.
* * *
The next morning, Kim woke to the smell of breakfast being cooked. She opened her eyes to see a négligéed Bonnie sitting at her vanity with legs kicked up and chair balanced back, reading a thick textbook. Kim sat up. Even though this was only their second night sleeping together, Kim found herself missing waking up in Bonnie's arms.
"Good morning," she said after stretching her arms.
"Morning, Kit-Kat," said Bonnie absently, turning a page of the book. Kim was surprised at how… domestic and peaceful her long-term high school rival and newly rediscovered genetically engineered cohort appeared at the moment. For a second she was struck with a sense of family, belonging, and… love?
Kim jerked fully alert. "Wait a minute… if you're up here, who's cooking?"
"Xena and Sonya," said Bonnie without concern. "They watched me cook yesterday, and they wanted to try it."
"You left them down there playing with knives and a stove?" said Kim.
"Kim, they were bred to be super-soldier assassins," said Bonnie. "I'm sure they can handle a kitchen. They certainly know their way around knives and sharp implements. Anyway, I heard about you in Home Ec. It's far safer for them to be cooking instead of you."
Kim grabbed Bonnie's red robe from where it was laying by the bed and hurried down the stairs.
Both Sonya and Xena were still dressed in pink pajamas. Xena was standing on a chair in front of the stove, carefully using a spatula to scramble eggs in a frying pan. Sonya was loading bread into a toaster. A cookbook lay open, on the counter.
"Hi, mommy!" said Sonya. Somehow, Kim was 'mommy' while Bonnie was 'mummy'.
"Um, Hi, Sonya," said Kim. "I was just coming down to get some… um… juice."
"Ok," said Sonya. "Would you like some toast?"
"Sure, sweetie," said Kim, getting some juice from the fridge. She started to walk over to where Xena was cooking, only to have Sonya move in her way.
"What's the sitch?" Kim asked.
"Mummy said not to let you within ten feet of cooking," said Sonya, seriously.
"It was just one pot of water," Kim muttered, backing away.
"Yeah, a pot of water that spontaneously combusted," said Bonnie, coming downstairs in Kim's white robe. "The Middleton High chemistry teacher had a nervous breakdown trying to figure out how you did that."
"Sonya and I doing good, mummy?" asked Xena.
Bonnie looked at the frying pan, then kissed Xena on the forehead. "Just perfect, dear."
"I did good too, right?" asked Sonya eagerly. Kisses were not something they had been raised with, and here they devoured them up like normal kids would candy.
Bonnie smiled indulgently and kissed Sonya on the forehead also. Bonnie then took a bottle of pills out of a drug cabinet and walked over to the table where Kim was waiting. Bonnie took a pill out of the bottle, dry swallowing it, and tossed the bottle over to Kim.
"I can't believe you told them to keep me away from cooking," grumped Kim as she took a pill from the bottle, taking it with a swallow of juice.
"It's for your own good, Kitty," said Bonnie. "Don't worry, there's plenty of other things you're good for around the house."
"Gee thanks, Bunny," said Kim sarcastically. "What are you studying?"
"Intro to Chemistry," said Bonnie. "If I'm going to be a junior in college, I need to know this."
"Wait, I thought we were both going to be freshmen," said Kim
"I talked to Wade, he agreed it might be better if we were apparently different ages," said Bonnie.
"So, why are you the junior and I'm the freshie?" demanded Kim.
"Because I'm better at looking more mature than you are," said Bonnie, indicating her bustline, which elicited a barely heard growl from Kim.
Kim shook the bottle, "We're going to need more of these… did you contact your mom to arrange a delivery?"
"I called on the road from one of the tourist towns," said Bonnie. As she was not supposed to be 'dead', Bonnie could make sporadic contact with her mother, only it was agreed not from anywhere close to any of their new haunts. Plus Wade had set them up with a supply of disposable cellphones he guaranteed as one hundred percent non-trackable. "Mum said that after this bottle was gone, she didn't think we'd need them anymore. What's in them, anyway?"
"Some sort of vitamin supplement, I think," said Kim. "All I know is mom started giving them to me when I hit puberty."
"Mine too," said Bonnie.
* * *
"I'm sorry, Mummy," said Sonya.
"I know you're sorry, Sonya, but you need to ask permission before you take something apart to see how it works," said Bonnie. "You girls know the rules. When one of you breaks a rule, you have to sit in a time-out corner." She set a chair in one corner of the room and waited while Sonya sat down in the chair.
In an adjacent corner, Kim spoke up. "I can't believe you're making me do this too, just 'cause I called you Bonnie instead of Bunny."
"The rules apply to everyone, Kitten," said Bonnie. "We can't afford these minor slip-ups once we start school. And I'm adding fifteen minutes. There's no talking while in a time-out corner."
* * *
It had been a week at the lighthouse, during which time the quartet managed to turn the place into a rather comfortable place they could call home. The older girls found themselves falling into a routine that anyone looking on would have a hard time believing their 'marriage' was a sham. All four grew highly touchie-feelie like a truly loving family unit. Smiles and laughter were as abundant as the salt air off the ocean.
They were unaware of it, but day by day even as the younger girls' deprogramming saw them acting more and more like regular little girls, conversely Kim and Bonnie's long-buried programming slowly resurfaced. Like the younger pair, the older girls began to mesh with their movements at unconscious levels, finding themselves aware of the other's presence at nearly all moments. Even the most of mundane things took on the air of routine, as if as well practiced and choreographed as any of their cheer sets. It was not uncommon for one to pass something to the other wordlessly; Bonnie sweeping past Kim seated at the table to lay a bowl or platter with just the very thing for which Kim wanted second helpings even before the no-longer redhead asked for it. Or Kim filling a second glass of drink and sliding it across the counter to arrive just as the puppy-tailed brunette swept into the kitchen to snag it as if never doubting it to be there.
Because of this growing synchronism between them, the days flew by quickly. However Kim would have liked more time training Xena and Sonya how to be 'normal'; the two girls' posture, for example, still tended to be constantly ramrod straight. However, the Beverly Hills University of Science and Technology (BhUST) summer term was starting in one more week. Kim and Bonnie had tried to arrange a schedule that would let one of them stay with the girls at all time, but unfortunately on two days of the week, both Kim and Bonnie had all day classes.
"'Flour Power Day Care'," said Bonnie, reading the sign as she drove the convertible into the parking lot. "'We help your kids rise'. Did some guy open this place because he needed the dough?"
"Be nice, Bunny," said Kim. "Hopefully, we can get the kids in here. It's the one closest to the university."
After Bonnie parked the car, Kim took Sonya by the hand and Bonnie grabbed Xena's hand.
* * *
"You have a great facility here, Mr. Foley," said Kim after a brief tour of the facilities.
Mr. Foley, the owner of the Flour Power Day Care Center, had an office decorated in bright primary colors. The two chairs Kim and Bonnie were sitting in were both covered in obvious easy to clean plastic, while the desk Mr. Foley was sitting behind had its corners carefully rounded off. Xena was sitting sideways in Bonnie's lap, where she could keep an eye on the office door, the Aerobie hooked to one hip. Since discovering the joys of the flying ring, she was hardly ever seen without the toy in her possession. Sonya was sitting facing forward in Kim's lap, watching Mr. Foley closely.
"I'm glad you think so," said Mr. Foley. "And please, call me Tucker."
"Oh, then please, call me Ki…Kitty," said Kim.
"Time out corner," murmured Bonnie, then smirked as Kim shot her a dirty look.
"Obviously, we don't get a lot of lesbian couples," continued Mr. Foley, oblivious to the byplay. "However, I'm sure we can accommodate you." He glanced at the paper application Kim had filled out. "I see their names are Xena and Sonya. I'll also need their last names."
"Hopper," said Bonnie, just as Kim was saying "Chinette."
"That is…," said Bonnie. "Since Sonya is Kitty's, she's Sonya Chinette, while Xena is Xena Hopper."
"Ok," said Mr. Foley, jotting the last names down. "I assume that's Sonya, then?" he asked, pointing at Xena.
"No, I'm X- 3- N- A," said Xena.
"She means X, E, N, A," said Bonnie, faking a laugh. "She's still learning to spell, aren't you, dear?"
Xena nodded.
"Well, they certainly seem to be comfortable with you both," said Mr. Foley.
"I hope our relationship doesn't spook you," said Kim. "Bunny and I didn't realize our true feelings for each other until our pregnancies." She reached out to take Bonnie's hand, telling herself this would be a good time for a public demonstration of affection.
"Oh, I've been around," said Mr. Foley. "Nobody spooks… Er, nothing spooks me."
"Well, Bunny, what do you think?" asked Kim.
"I think this place is purr-fect, Kitty," said Bonnie, causing Kim to wince at the pun.
"Well, they can start attending whenever you like," said Mr. Foley.
Kim and Bonnie stood up, giving Xena and Sonya time to stand up first.
"Thank you, Mr. Foley," said Kim.
"Yes," said Bonnie. "We both love both of our daughters, but…," Bonnie reached out and pulled Kim close. Before Kim could get over her surprise, Bonnie firmly pressed her lips against Kim's, "…we could use some private time."
"Of course," said Mr. Foley.
"I think that ought to do it," Bonnie said softly to Kim.
"Yeah, it certainly did it for me," said Kim just as soft, her face flushed with what she told herself was embarrassment.
"What?" asked Bonnie.
"Never mind," said Kim, firmly, forcing herself to calm down.
* * *
Kim had been busy outfitting the lighthouse with hidden defenses and sensors, so she had left Bonnie handling the details about making sure both of them were enrolled in the Beverly Hills University of Science and Technology (BhUST). She hadn't even been to the school campus yet, and today was the first day of class for the summer term. Kim stood in her underwear, staring at the outfit laid out for her on the bed. "You can't be serious."
"California schools tend to be very big on dress codes, Kitty," said Bonnie. She was already wearing an outfit that matched the one laid out for Kim. It featured shiny black shoes, white socks, a plaid, pleated skirt, white blouse, and plaid vest. On the left breast of the vest was the BhUST crest. "Now hurry up, or you'll be late for your first class."
Kim sighed and put the outfit on, then followed Bonnie downstairs and out to the garage. Xena and Sonya were already in the back seat of the car. Bonnie's first class started later than Kim's, so she was going to drop Kim off before taking the girls to the Flour Power Day Care center.
Bonnie drove the car up to a side entrance of the school and parked. "Here we go," she said. "You have a map of the school and where all your classes are, right?"
"Yes, Bunny," said Kim, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. She climbed out of the car, grabbing up her book bag.
"Hey, you're forgetting something," Bonnie said.
"What?" Kim asked, turning.
Bonnie scooted across the front seat of the car and grabbed the lapels of Kim's vest. She used her grip to tug Kim down, allowing Bonnie to give Kim a long, open mouthed kiss. When Bonnie broke the kiss, Kim's cheeks were flushed and her eyes slightly dilated in shock. "Have a good day in school!" Bonnie said, moving back to the driver's seat.
"Um, right," said Kim. She watched Bonnie drive off, then turned to hurry in so she wouldn't be late for class.
* * *
At the Flour Power Day Care, Bonnie grabbed a bag from the backseat and led the two girls inside. "Hi, I'm Ms. Hopper, here to drop off Xena and Sonya."
"Hi, I'm Ashley," said the woman at the front desk. "I'll take them right in."
"Great," said Bonnie. "Do you have a restroom I could go change in?"
* * *
Kim slumped in her English Literature class, blushing at the occasional stares from her fellow students as the teacher droned on and on. Bonnie was so going to pay for this; Kim had found out that, while BhUST did have a dress code, it did not have a school uniform. It definitely did not have anything like the outfit Bonnie had tricked her into wearing.
During her lunch break, she marched into the BhUST cafeteria and without conscious effort unerringly found her way to Bonnie's side. The brunette was sitting at a table with three other girls. Bonnie was dressed in jeans, a summer blouse, and low heeled shoes, nothing like the black Mary-Janes Kim was wearing. "I'm going to get you for this, Bunny," Kim said, remembering at the last minute to use Bonnie's new name.
"Oh, you're beautiful when you're mad," said Bonnie. She stood up and slipped an arm around Kim. "Oh, come on… this was probably my only chance to get you to play dress up."
Kim was aware that the other three girls were staring at her… the blonde, in fact, seemed to be ogling her. Bonnie gestured. "Kitty, this is Clover, Alex, and Sam." Clover was the blonde. Alex had black hair and Mediterranean features, looking very similar to Kim's disguised look. Sam was a redhead, her hair a few shades lighter than Kim's natural color, and the tallest of the group.
"Bunny, I can't believe you made your girlfriend wear that to school all day," said Sam.
"Oh, come on," said Clover. "She looks totally hot in it!"
Alex reached out and gave a playful tug on the front of the red blouse Clover was wearing. "Hey, you're only supposed to have eyes for us two," she said, mock playfully.
"Oh, come on, I can still look," said Clover.
"Don't mind her," said Sam, gesturing at Clover. "She's a slut."
"Aww, you know you love it, Sam," said Clover.
"Um…," said Kim, trying to figure out the relationship between the three girls.
"Sam, Alex, and Clover are a ménage à trois," said Bonnie. "So much for us being the most unusual couple at school."
"Technically we're a polyamorous threesome, not a 'couple'… but hey! You two are still probably the only lesbian couple with kids," said Sam. "Sit down, Kitty. Bunny was just about to explain that to us."
"Hmmm, have you two ever tried animal dress up?" asked Clover almost dreamily.
Alex scooted her chair closer to Clover and put one hand firmly over Clover's mouth. "Shh, Clover, I want to hear this."
Clover pulled Alex's hand down. "Ooh, I love it when you go butch," she said, but then was obediently quiet.
"It's not much to tell," said Bonnie, sticking to the agreed on story. "Kitty and I went to the same high school. We were attracted to each other, but didn't really know what to do with those feelings."
"We tended to fight to hide our feelings," said Kim. "We were very competitive."
"Part of the competition was we both tried dating the school's football quarterback, Block," said Bonnie. "Block took advantage of the situation, and us. He wound up getting us both pregnant, then transferred across country."
"We both managed to stay in school, but it was hard… we found ourselves spending more and more time together to help each other out," said Kim. "One night, I was staying at Bunny's house and we… well…," Kim blushed at the imagery in her head of the supposed incident. Bonnie had insisted on going over every minute detail, 'just in case' she had said, and they did, ad nauseam. The room had gotten very hot for both of them even though they were in the light-room with all the doors open.
"Did the naughty?" asked Clover, and was promptly glared at by both Alex and Sam.
"Yes," said Kim. "We realized our true feelings. It took some time to get the details settled, but we really hope to make this relationship work."
"We'll be glad to help any way we can," said Sam. "We three know a lot about what it's like, being in a relationship others consider strange."
"Come on, Kitty," said Bonnie. "I brought some spare clothes in the car, if you really want to change."
Kim glanced at the disappointed look on Clover's face. "No…," she said slowly. "I guess by this time, the damage to my rep has already been done. I'll just wear this until the end of the day."
"Great!" said Clover. "And maybe tomorrow, you can wear… ."
"CLOVER!" said Kim, Alex, and Sam in unison.
* * *
Converting most of the garage into a gym/dojo had not been hard. Kim stood in her gi, complete with multiple white-striped black belt, and faced Bonnie, Sonya, and Xena. "Ok, this is called a crane kick," said Kim. She stood one one leg, other leg bent up, then suddenly lashed out, her bent leg coming out to drive her foot into where an imaginary opponent's jaw would be. "Now, you try it."
Sonya and Xena obediently began trying to mirror Kim's moves. Advanced as it was for their young frames, they still caught on after only a few repetitions.
"I don't see why you have me studying all this karate stuff," grumbled Bonnie.
"Come on, these moves could help a lot if you got in a fight," said Kim. She moved to stand in front of Bonnie and went back to her initial stance. "Here, I'll show you this again. Remember, it's called the Crane Kick and… ."
Before Kim could finish, Bonnie dropped into a crouch and leg-swept Kim's support leg out from under her, sending Kim sprawling. "And that…," said Bonnie, "…is called 'kicking your butt'."
"Fine," grumbled Kim. "What would you teach them?"
Bonnie went over to the boombox and put in a new tape. As she took the spot a the head of the class, slow instrumental music filled the garage. Kim, Sonya, and Xena were lined up against one wall. Bonnie leapt across the floor in time with the music. "This …," said Bonnie, "…is called a jeté. Can you say that, class?"
* * *
Kim fidgeted in her seat. She had signed up for Introduction to Archeology as an elective for summer, and was finding it hard to concentrate. Maybe it was due to her sleep getting interrupted last night… she'd woken up twice from embarrassingly erotic dreams, only to find herself snuggled intimately close to Bonnie, the other woman's hands resting in rather fun places.
Maybe it was the man teaching the course. Professor 'Mutt' Jones, who also taught small engine repair, was a hottie even if he was Kim's dad's age. Plus some of the girls in the class looked interesting, if not as sexy as Bonnie. Mmm, Bonnniie… .
* * *
"Are you ok, Bunny?" asked Sam. "You've been acting like Clover all day."
"Hey, I resemble that remark!" said Clover, pretending to be miffed.
"Hmm?" asked Bonnie, twisted in her seat so she could stare at a girl walking past in the cafeteria. The girl had on tight jeans, showing off her rear. The boy she was with wasn't so bad, either. Bonnie was glad that neither she nor Kim had any afternoon classes scheduled today; after lunch, she was planning to head home and have a marathon session with her vibrator. Or maybe she could convince Kim to finally take their relationship to the next level…, What??
Speak of the devil. Bonnie was suddenly aware of Kim's presence a full three minutes even before she saw her pushing into the cafeteria, making a beeline for her. Bonnie stood quickly. "Kitty…," Bonnie said, but was interrupted by Kim firmly pressing her lips against Bonnie's.
"Home. Now," said Kim, tersely, after breaking the kiss.
Bonnie was definitely not arguing. A warmth spreading from between her legs and flooding her brain wouldn't allow it. "Right," she said, following Kim out.
The two drove home, Kim pressing and rubbing against Bonnie as Bonnie drove, exceeding the speed limit more than usual. Neither was thinking of anything, not a thought in their heads. It was as if their brains had taken the afternoon off, leaving their bodies in control. Fortunately, no cops stopped them. Once home, Kim ran up the stairs to the master bedroom, shedding her clothes along the stair well.
Bonnie followed, doing the same.
* * *
"Sorry for leaving you so long at preschool," said Bonnie, apologetically, as she pulled the car into the driveway. "Your mommy and I got… busy."
"That's ok, mummy," said Xena. "We just played with the Aerobie."
Bonnie, Xena, and Sonya walked in to find Kim at the computer, the empty vial of pills beside her. The supply had run out a week ago.
"What's up?" asked Bonnie.
"After our unexpectedly… fun… afternoon, I googled these 'vitamin supplements'," said Kim, holding up the empty container. "I finally found them. In a database of veterinary medicine."
"Oh?" said Bonnie, surprised. Kim was blushing… was it just at finding she had been taking something usually prescribed to animals?
"It's used by some zoos to prevent their big cats from going into heat," said Kim flatly. "I guess Wade did better than he knew when he named me 'Kitty'."
"Oh?" said Bonnie, too stunned at the revelation that both she and Kim (and probably Xena and Sonia) had cat genes to come up with a more original response. "Ohhh… ."
* * *
Director Hall paced the office. Richard 'Red' Herring and J2S stood at attention in front of his desk. "Gentlemen, we need to retrieve or terminate the lost Generation Two subjects before we can proceed. Mr. Herring, it was your proposal to use those kids to recover the lost Generation One assets."
"Yes sir," said Red, sweating. "But only after you refused to authorize using J2S directly."
"J2S is our only loyal member of Gen-One," said Director Hall.
"Thank you, sir!" said J2S.
"At least we no longer have to worry about K1M, with her death," said Red, desperate to provide any sort of silver lining.
"I don't believe it," said J2S. "K1M gets taken out by a norm? A norm geezer? It was fake."
"Her body was never recovered," said Director Hall. "I'm afraid I have to agree with J2S. She could still be active. Keep searching for her, BØN, S1Y-a, and X3N-a."
"Yes, sir!" said J2S, a second before Red did.
"Dismissed."